𝙀𝙈𝙋𝙏𝙔 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙀𝙎; 𝙃𝙋 & 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙊𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙄𝙉𝘼𝙇𝙎

11

    Estrella ventured into her chamber where she was greeted by the Founders and the twins.
"Mother!!" Estrella smiled brightly and handed them some cookies she had picked from the kitchens on her way back. "There you go, loves, run along." She ruffled Astrophel's hair as his eyes went wide. "Your day get any better?" Rowena inquired her eyes stuck on the chess board as she closely watched Salazar's moves. Estrella hummed hanging her cloak and laying down on a couch nearby watching Helena knit. 

    "The ministry sent a letter today," Godric entered from the duelling room, a sword in this hand as he removed his helmet. Estrella sat up on one arm as she stared at him, "A letter? What for?" Godric sighed, handing her the letter as he sat down next to her, "A letter, questioning your inheritance and legitimacy," Estrella took the letter, looking at him warily. Salazar and Rowena had jerked their heads back before anyone could declare checkmate, Helena had stopped knitting and the boys had stopped running, everyone looked at the letter in anticipation.

    "Dear, Miss Grindelwald, It is in our knowledge that you have self- imposed yourself Queen Regnant of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, It is therefore also in our knowledge that you are not..eligible to rule?"  Estrella scoffs as she looks away from the letter and shakes her head. "This is outrageous! What do they plan to do? Evict me from ruling my god given birthright?" Salazar walks up and takes the letter from her hands, "They plan to hold court in order to stop you from ruling." Rowena remarks glimpsing at the letter. 

    "They do realise a simple blood test will prove them all wrong?" Helena says rising up from the couch. "I'm sure there's another motive behind this, Salazar and I will accompany you." Rowena says finally declaring checkmate as Salazar groans. "How will they know its not you, grandmama?" Orion stares up at her, his lips slightly parted. "They won't, lovely." She smirked as Estrella stretched and smiled back.

    The doors to the Great Hall opened as the Queen walked in, everyone rising from their tables hurriedly to bow. Estrella paused in her footsteps, noticing a pink lady with a pig-like face structure standing in front of her throne. Most had either turned ashen white or were fearing for their lives, trying to hid behind the other.

    Estrella narrowed her eyes toward the front as everyone waited in anticipation. She turned to the Slytherin table, looking for an answer. "And who is this?" She whispered to Tom Riddle, "The whore the Ministry sent to maintain order, Your Majesty." She nodded moving forward slowly, her gown sliding as she walked to the front, smiling viciously as the women before her went white.

    "Yes, and who are you?" She asked in a  poisonously sweet tone. "Well, I'm Dolores Jane Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary to the Ministry of Magic under Cornelius Fudge." She chuckled nervously moving away as Estrella advanced smirking like a cheshire. "I know all about you Dolores, I was implying, 'Who are you to enter my territory and stand before me and my subjects pimping out your master?" Estrella sat down on the throne, everyone following her actions, anticipating the reply. "I beg your pardon?" 

    Estrella laughed, her menacing eyes gazing upon her prey, "Go back to that bastard of a minister and tell him that if he keeps sending his prostitutes here, this will no longer be a school but a brothel and we don't want that do we?" She asked pouting and staring back. Umbridge shakes her head is disbelief and scoffs. "Do we?" Estrella stares and says in a commanding tone this time. Dolores chuckles and swallows "No of course not." Estrella smiled back.

    "Get out of my castle." She demanded, everyone stared as she left. "Right, I'm sorry you had to see that. Now, where were we?" She smiled at everyone warmly. "I hope everyone is well, now for any complaints or queries, please regard the Headmaster as I will be away next morning. That is all."

    As everyone started dinner, Mattheo Riddle glanced at Estrella, clearing his throat and bouncing his leg. Tom looked over and rolled his eyes "What is it now, Loverboy?" The youngest Riddle pulled at his collar and looked back at his brother, "Estrella, she saw me and Lestrange." Tom snorted, cutting into his chicken, "She saw the two of you and threw a fit? That's rich," He replied pointing his fork at him, "You wanker, she saw us doing it," 

    "Doing what? You do realise you sound like an bumbling idiot," Mattheo rose up and banged his hands on the table alarming everyone as people in the hall stared at him, "Oh for fucks sake, Tom, She saw us shag!" Tom barked a laugh as did the rest of the Slytherin table watching Mattheo Riddle. He banged the table once more as he raged out of the great hall, Estrella snorting as she watched him.